Standards of Perfection

Inner activity processing the pain
Honour, pride creates agony
Injecting the strain (faithless) and senseless minds
Will soon gather to witness a new perception

Why did they choose me? Why did I fall?
Hate, delusion brings nothing but fear
Conquer the throne, release my deepest anger
Let war lead us to doom and find peace among the dead

Salvation - Demise - Inflicting the pain among the sinners

Standards of Perfection
Inhuman Machines
Standards of Perfection
Unknown prophecies

Summon the demons crawling inside me
Ripping, leaving my body's remains
Cover your eyes (faithless) open your mind to them
Fear me! Hate me! Feed me! I am God!